Poser Busting

It's a double edged sword and in the end, it isn't worth it.

I used to chase and participate in the busting of posers. Not no more. It just isn't worth it.

Guys in our community will defend a friend, even when it is blatant. It's fucking amazing.

Watched it too many times.

And yes, you are the bad guy in the end
 
It's a double edged sword and in the end, it isn't worth it.

I used to chase and participate in the busting of posers. Not no more. It just isn't worth it.

Guys in our community will defend a friend, even when it is blatant. It's fucking amazing.

Watched it too many times.

And yes, you are the bad guy in the end
I don't mind being the bad guy in some situations and circumstances.

An example of not worth it is http://siouxcityjournal.com/news/lo...cle_da2de7b2-7b56-5326-8ec3-9dc40ecf7301.html and perhaps http://www.cleveland.com/healthfit/index.ssf/2013/10/new_knee_new_life_john_favalor.html

A worth it example is:

A Department of Defense media article published in August-September 2011 edition of Airman Magazine titled “After the Fall The Air Force Wounded Warrior Program restores a veteran’s hope”, Story by Tech. Sgt. Benjamin Rojek put forth in high publicity his combat heroics during the Vietnam War. The following story of heroics was quickly exposed as being completely untrue and false and the Defense Media Agency quickly retracted and republished without the deceit being included.

After finishing basic, medical and jungle survival training, he was quickly sent to Vietnam to join the Army’s 1st Squadron, 6th Cavalry, as a pararescueman.

“When I got there, I thought I was going to be a medic back in the clinics,” said Sepulveda, a Sangerman, Puerto Rico, native. “But I was informed when I got there, ‘No, you’re going to be a PJ.’ I was like, ‘What the heck is a PJ?’”

He quickly learned. His days were filled with flying on UH-1 helicopters into combat areas and administering medical care to the wounded. Unpredictable life-or-death situations taught him how to swiftly and precisely decide on and implement care.

“We get into situations in which there are no docs, there are no other medical personnel available,” Sepulveda said. “You don’t have a doc there to guide you and you have to have at least the basic knowledge to handle these types of situations.”

“When the helicopter was hit, it exploded and no one on board survived. I guess God wasn’t ready for me.”

By 1972, Sepulveda was still in Vietnam, unable to leave because a replacement had yet to arrive. Still, there were lives to be saved, and in July 1972, that’s what he did when his team was sent on a mission to pick up a wounded American soldier. When they arrived at the location via their UH-1, Sepulveda lowered a litter to the ground using a personnel rescue hoist. As the helicopter hovered 50 feet over the pickup location, Sepulveda watched service members below put the patient on the litter facedown and scurry back under the jungle canopy.

“It bothered me,” he said. “Usually, you put a patient on a litter on his back and one person looks up at the winch operator so they can signal the operator if the litter starts spinning.”
Following his instincts, Sepulveda opened the winch mechanism and dropped the litter a few feet. The “patient” turned to look up at the sergeant, revealing a weapon previously hidden beneath him.

“I said, ‘No, he ain’t,’ and dropped him,” Sepulveda said.

Immediately, enemy forces began firing mortar rounds at the helicopter, one hitting the tail. The young pararescueman, not wearing a safety harness, was thrown from the helicopter. He fell through the trees, breaking his right hand, left leg and ribs. That fall saved his life.
“When the helicopter was hit, it exploded and no one on board survived,” Sepulveda said. “I guess God wasn’t ready for me.”

Rescued by fellow American service members, Sepulveda came home from Vietnam broken and battered. Unfortunately, the sociopolitical climate in the U.S. at the time meant that many Americans weren’t ready for him either. For America’s veterans, there wasn’t a support structure in place yet, Sepulveda said.

Research of official records disclose his heroics in Vietnam story was told many time to many individuals since at least 2001. He told this story during an official interview by Col. James C. Ruehrmund, Jr. at 1:30 PM on 22 March 2002 at Transformation Division offices (AF/XPXT), 4040 N. Fairfax Dr., Arlington, VA. The official interview transcript has Sepulveda’s recollections of his Vietnam Army helicopter medevac heroics happening in July 1971 (now July 1972) connected to some sort of detached assignment, out of Cam Ranh Bay, as an Air Force medical technician to an Army unit. Although the interview concerns his activities and actions on September 11, 2001 at the Pentagon more information is divulged about how cool his motorcycle is and its location to a light pole than of his actions of heroics of physically entering a burning and structurally unstable building and helping survivors. What is disclosed is being immediately outside the hole created in the exterior wall of the Pentagon helping survivors coming out through this hole. This is consistent with testimony of others.

Other Cold War embellishments appear in several different interviews he and others participated in since 2001. Vague mentions is made of “Sergeant Sepulveda’s experience at the Beirut bombing and as a medic in Vietnam helped him to respond well to the tragedy.” The presumed Beirut bombing incident being referred to is the 23 October 1983 BeirutMarine Barracks Bombing. Here again nothing is forth coming in official record to support his being there participating activities and contributing accomplishing claims. If he was member of an aeromedical evacuation crew his location would be in an aircraft after the incident transporting stabilized trauma victims.

His Desert Storm deployment and activities seem credible except no record of existence of the unit or the unit’s deployed location he claims being assigned to being found. He claims being assigned to the 822nd Aeromedical Staging Squadron, now supposedly called the 920th Rescue Wing, at Patrick Air Force Base, Florida during DESERT SHIELD/STORM military operations. It must be a highly classified unit as the 822nd Aeromedical Staging Squadron has no discoverable activation, deactivation date. It appears to be as inaccurate unit of assignment claim as the 1st Squadron, 6th Cavalry claimed to be the unit owning the helicopters he was flying on in Vietnam. No KIA, MIA, or helicopter loss event matches his story. There is however an HH-43 (Pedro 42) combat loss on 28 October 1966 that sounds strangely almost exact to his story.

On 28 October Pedro 42 (HH-43F SN 62-4511) on an Army Med Evac mission (DET.9-38-31-28 Oct) near Pleiku was shot down and burned. Three evacuees and the Flight Mechanic in the rear of the helicopter were killed. Army troops and the Pararescueman (PJ) on the ground helped get the Pilot and Copilot out of the burning wreckage under enemy fire. The PJ, Pilot and Copilot were flown out the next morning by another Pedro helicopter. The Copilot subsequently died from injuries received in the shooting down and crash of the helicopter. Pedro 42 established his hover and lowered the hoist with the pararescue specialist and two semi-rigid letters. The trees were 100 to 150 feet and it was difficult to thread the cable down, as it was catching on the tree limbs. Pedro 42 picked up the three most critically wounded and lowered the hoist for the fourth pickup.

Extract from the full mission report:
Pedro 42 had been hovering for approximately 25 minutes at the time. Pedro 56 had requested 42 to give some time prior to leaving the spot so that 56 could make his approach to the spot in minimum time.

Prior to raising the hoist, Pedro 42 was told, "Pedro, you better get out, we're" and 56 looked to the spot and saw a white flash. There was no radio transmission from 42 or from Cobra 19. Pedro 42 could be seen burning on the jungle floor. The time was 2240. Compose 02 immediately called in the air strikes for the area as planned, napalm and 260 frags. The strikes were directed at an area 100 meters East, 100 meters North and 200 meters South of 42's position. The air strikes by the A-1Es (1st ACS) and the AC-47 (4th ACS) were outstanding.
The following events took place almost simultaneously and several details only became known after the pararescue specialist Airman Second Class Allen R. Stanek was picked up later on, 29 October 1966.

The attack on Pedro 42 was the start of an offensive thrust by the North Vietnamese Forces. Cobra 19 company was hit with small arms fire. The helicopter crashed through 150 foot trees cartwheeled forward and landed inverted. Airman Stanek and several soldiers rushed to the wreckage, and even though it was burning, they broke through the bubble and extracted the pilot. The fire was too intense in the cabin, and though a trench was dug to get the spilled fuel to run off, they were unable to get the occupants out.

The four men in the cabin, three wounded and the crew chief, Airman Second Class Francis Rice perished.

While the men extracted the pilot and copilot, the company suffered several WIA by exposing themselves.

As soon as the pilots were out of the wreckage, Cobra 19 had hand combat at several positions along the defense perimeter. Airman Stanek reported that the NVN Army made sucidal attacks and resorted to jumping into defensive positions. Pedro 56 continued to orbit the area until after the air strikes were completed in the hope that we could return to the site and pickup survivors. Cobra 19 transmitted after 15 minutes and stated that the fighting was heavy. Pedro 56 stayed in the area for another five to ten minutes and then followed Compose 02 to a forward med evac station, 3-Golf, five miles South of the Plei Djereng Special Forces Camp.
The company commander told Airman Stanek that he saw the helicopter get shot down. He heard and saw the 81 mm anti-tank rocket leave the tube and followed it to the helicopter. Several of the other men said that they saw the rocket leaving a trail of sparks on its way towards the helicopter. The man that fired the rocket was killed and the company captured the weapon.

We landed at 2310 and contacted Pleiku AB via field phone, notifying them of the status. At 2345 Cobra 19 advised us not to try and return to the area until daylight. We were told that the pilot and copilot had survived the crash but were injured. We departed 3-Golf at 0005L 29 October and landed at Pleiku at 0030L.

This is the first mission that DET.9 received any hits from ground fire. …

Airman Stanek was recommended for and presented the Silver Star for his acts and deeds of valor during the period of 28 and 29 October 1966. His citation reads—“Airman Second Class Allen R. Stanek distinguished himself by gallantry in connection with military operations against an opposing armed force near Polei Djerang, Republic of Vietnam on 28 October 1966. On that date, Airman Stanek was the Pararescue Specialist on an HH-43F helicopter that entered an area of known hostile action for the night hoist recovery of four critically wounded Army personnel. Shortly after Airman Stanek was lowered to the ground to assist in the hoist operation, the immediate area came under heavy hostile fire, at which time the helicopter was shot down. He assisted in freeing he pilots from the wreckage, taking care of other Army wounded and returned small arms fire through the night. By his gallantry and devotion to duty, Airman Stanek has reflected great credit upon himself and the United States Air Force.”

But apparently no records review was done to verify Sepulveda's story. His story evolved by August 2011 to being a PJ performing pararescue duties on Army medevac helicopter in Vietnam and in the United States afterwards. There are “NO” Army helicopter combat losses and Army helicopter KIA and WIA record happening during 1971 and 1972 that can be matched to his alleged helicopter being downed by incoming mortars or other direct fire as he claims happened. There is no record of him being awarded the pararescue AFSC or being assigned to any unit to perform pararescue duties on military aircraft.
 
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I'm w/ LOOON on this. "Live and let live", unless something about it pisses me off.

Truth of it is, I'm usually on the investigated end. It's amazing how many folks just can't wrap their heads around a Force Recon Marine, several Ivy League Diplomas, and a MD. PJ, Navy, or Army but never a Marine. :rolleyes:

I recall running into several other docs w/ similar histories: one a ex-DevGrp guy and a ex-PJ. Had some fun with that!
 
I'm w/ LOOON on this. "Live and let live", unless something about it pisses me off.

Truth of it is, I'm usually on the investigated end. It's amazing how many folks just can't wrap their heads around a Force Recon Marine, several Ivy League Diplomas, and a MD. PJ, Navy, or Army but never a Marine. :rolleyes:

I recall running into several other docs w/ similar histories: one a ex-DevGrp guy and a ex-PJ. Had some fun with that!

I don't agree. BOS (bust on sight).
 
So last night I am at a local homebrew festival/fundraiser, getting hammered on awesome local brews. So about 2 hrs in and some guy starts hitting on my wife and her friend, no biggie, I am confident so whatever, however he then introduces them to his wife, this set off major red flags in my wofes friend, so when he said he was a recon Marine, wife's friend immediately says "oh yeah? Meet my friend D, the green beret." Dude immediately turns red, I ask him what units he is/was in. He says Infantry REcon and MARSOC. Wow, what unit were you in is my next question to which he replies 1st Recon at Lejune. I literally lol'd, and in front of about 14 people told him flat out he was full of shit. He said he was just really fucked up, and showed me an ID, dude was a LT in the Marines, but as an intel officer. To further prove he was what he said he was he shows me his commanders card, to which I said, " How would you feel if I called this guy and told him you were passing yourself off as a recon and MARSOC bubba,?" He said he would not be welcomed back at his unit and was very ashamed if himself for misrepresenting. I told him if he was going to be a poser to at least get his fucking story straight.
 
So last night I am at a local homebrew festival/fundraiser, getting hammered on awesome local brews. So about 2 hrs in and some guy starts hitting on my wife and her friend, no biggie, I am confident so whatever, however he then introduces them to his wife, this set off major red flags in my wofes friend, so when he said he was a recon Marine, wife's friend immediately says "oh yeah? Meet my friend D, the green beret." Dude immediately turns red, I ask him what units he is/was in. He says Infantry REcon and MARSOC. Wow, what unit were you in is my next question to which he replies 1st Recon at Lejune. I literally lol'd, and in front of about 14 people told him flat out he was full of shit. He said he was just really fucked up, and showed me an ID, dude was a LT in the Marines, but as an intel officer. To further prove he was what he said he was he shows me his commanders card, to which I said, " How would you feel if I called this guy and told him you were passing yourself off as a recon and MARSOC bubba,?" He said he would not be welcomed back at his unit and was very ashamed if himself for misrepresenting. I told him if he was going to be a poser to at least get his fucking story straight.

In the words of @Marine0311: Put him in the camel clutch!

F.M.
 
So, dad and I went to a local mall so dad can search for a anniverseriy present for mom (41) years. Dad buys mom a perfume called "Angel". Never heard of it but it was > $100. With that purchase, you get free engraving so dad says what ev., ok. Dude preforming the engraving is in his 60's and a real fucking smoozer. You all know the type. Used call salesman and shit. Then dude out of fucking nowhere says he was a Marine, in the Domenican Republic then Nam. I ask what unit and he repeats what I just told you...twice. I smell bullshit and dad tells what unit he was in in Nam. Dad then tells "Marine" that I was a cock deisiel Paratrooper and shows the pic I showed you guys last week and the Marine says: Oh, the strawberry beret! Fucking really? Strawberry beret? Dude then changes story and does other shit. What ever. Don't know if he was a Marine or not.

F.M.
 
So, dad and I went to a local mall so dad can search for a anniverseriy present for mom (41) years. Dad buys mom a perfume called "Angel". Never heard of it but it was > $100. With that purchase, you get free engraving so dad says what ev., ok. Dude preforming the engraving is in his 60's and a real fucking smoozer. You all know the type. Used call salesman and shit. Then dude out of fucking nowhere says he was a Marine, in the Domenican Republic then Nam. I ask what unit and he repeats what I just told you...twice. I smell bullshit and dad tells what unit he was in in Nam. Dad then tells "Marine" that I was a cock deisiel Paratrooper and shows the pic I showed you guys last week and the Marine says: Oh, the strawberry beret! Fucking really? Strawberry beret? Dude then changes story and does other shit. What ever. Don't know if he was a Marine or not.

F.M.

Most likely not.
 
Oh, the strawberry beret! Fucking really? Strawberry beret? Dude then changes story and does other shit. What ever. Don't know if he was a Marine or not.

F.M.

"The correct color is 'raspberry' and it is so awesome Prince wrote a song about it. Also, we don't felch donkeys like you do, Sir. So, shut up before I use your Dremel to etch "DONKEY FELCHER" on your forehead. <3's! F.M."

That's a much better ending to the story.
 
I'm w/ LOOON on this. "Live and let live", unless something about it pisses me off.

Truth of it is, I'm usually on the investigated end. It's amazing how many folks just can't wrap their heads around a Force Recon Marine, several Ivy League Diplomas, and a MD. PJ, Navy, or Army but never a Marine. :rolleyes:

I recall running into several other docs w/ similar histories: one a ex-DevGrp guy and a ex-PJ. Had some fun with that!


That's because us Marines is dumb. If it don't go boom we don't need to understand it.

I knew an XO of the battalion that had two engineering master's degrees and I think a PhD and spent a few years working on future weapons and rapid troop deployment capabilities that you wouldn't believe, the shit he told us about was from sci-fi. This guy had no business being in the Marine Corps as a Tank Officer. He was by far the smartest Marine I have ever known.
 
So, dad and I went to a local mall so dad can search for a anniverseriy present for mom (41) years. Dad buys mom a perfume called "Angel". Never heard of it but it was > $100. With that purchase, you get free engraving so dad says what ev., ok. Dude preforming the engraving is in his 60's and a real fucking smoozer. You all know the type. Used call salesman and shit. Then dude out of fucking nowhere says he was a Marine, in the Domenican Republic then Nam. I ask what unit and he repeats what I just told you...twice. I smell bullshit and dad tells what unit he was in in Nam. Dad then tells "Marine" that I was a cock deisiel Paratrooper and shows the pic I showed you guys last week and the Marine says: Oh, the strawberry beret! Fucking really? Strawberry beret? Dude then changes story and does other shit. What ever. Don't know if he was a Marine or not.

F.M.

"Fucker came outa nowhere!!!" :ROFLMAO:
 
Douche of the day! This picture was sent to me by an old drinking buddy who happens to be a real COL. retired USMC... His words were this "if you see this asshole knock his teeth out on sight!" poser.jpg
 
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